I layed in bed and cringed. Harry was arriving home soon; sooner then I knew. I could'n't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried. Why couldn't tomorrow just be here?!
I glanced at the clock that was slowly ticking in my room. 2:48 A.M. I sighed knowing I'd probably pull an all nighter and go to be at like 7.
I heard a clunk coming from my window. Harry!! MY mind raced and I ran to the window swiftly smoothing my brown hair down and pulling the sheets of silk covering the outside.
I sighed at who it was. Of course, Jake. My ex boyfriend. I swear he is obsessive. I broke up with him at least a year ago and he still hasn't moved on. I opened my window.
"What do you want." I stated more than asked in a mono tone voice.
"Us!" He held his arms in the air dramatically as he jumped up and down. I laughed cruelly at him. "Jake, go home." I said shaking my head.
"You think this is a joke? I LOVE YOU ANDREA RAE FISHER!" He said as he leaned back and cupped his hands over his mouth.
I laughed and closed my window. That boy is- well. Words cant describe his awkwardness and weirdness. I heard a few more rocks hit my window before Chris walked in. He rubbed his eyes and sat on my bed.
"Whats wrong buddy?" I smiled and hugged him.
He looked at me angrily. "Tell your boyfriend to go home. He woke me up," He whined.
"I did. And for your information we are certainly NOT together. Okay? Okay. Now leave." I pointed to the door sternly as he mumbled a couple things a twelve year old should'nt say. I laid back down and noticed it was now 3:13 A.m. I turned on the light by my bed and started reading, The Fault in Our Stars. I probably read this book 8 billion times but it reminds me of my dad.... After about an hour my phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
I answered and gave a hesitant stern hello.
"HI princess." The voice hissed.
Ugh, "Jake. Stop calling me." I slammed my head on the pillow waiting for a response.
"This isn't Jake," The voice got more calm. "Well okay. Maybe it is. What is your issue?" He said demandingly.
I smiled at his idiotic ways. "Jake, I don't like you. You're um... Creepy." I laughed.
The line went flat.
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I fell asleep sometime after Jake called me. I rolled over and glanced at the clock. 10:12. Thank god I din't sleep that late. I heard a loud ruckus coming from downstairs, probably Chris and his little friends. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and pulled on a pear of Nike shorts. Leaving on my gray hoodie Harry had given me a while ago. I walked downstairs quietly trying not to be noticed by his friends.
Then I saw it. The brown wispy curls that fell over his head. The other for heads were the ones I saw on X Factor.
Oh no.
"Yeah she was up late apparently talking to her boyfriend. She's been sleeping since what?" She glanced at Chris. "4." That little shit. I ran up stairs and made sure I looked decent. After I fixed my ponytail twice I walked downstairs.
Chris began immediately. "ANDY AND JAKEEE SITTING IN A TREE-"
"He's not my boyfriend!" I snapped.
"Then why did he call you late?" He questioned.
"CAUSE HE'S CRAZY." I had enough of Chris.
The 5 boys seemed to enjoy the attitude I gave to Chris.
My mom held her hand up to her mouth as she let off a small laugh. "Andy." He bobbed her head at Harry. I was hesitant at first, like we never actually knew each other. But then it hit me. I ran up to him wrapping my legs around his waist while giving him a bear hug. He spun me in circles. He smelt really good and I missed his tight hugs so much. "I missed you." He whispered against my ear. His warm breath making me giggle. He put me down after what seemed like ages and introduced me to Niall- the blond Irish one, Zayn- the one who was quiet and had perfect hair, Louis- the funny, outgoing one, and Liam- the cute, sensitive one. I nodded relieved that school ended a couple weeks ago and I didn't have to leave Harry anytime soon.
"Andrea. Go up stairs and put something nice one. Harry's mom is being nice enough to bring us to lunch with them." She smiled.
"Is that brat going." I said referring to Chris.
"No, he's going to Luke's house for the night."
"YES!" I said as I ran up stairs.
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I put on a strapless dress with a lace top and pink bottom. It went a little above my knees. I put on mascara and waved my hair a little. I came down stairs and I felt HArry's gaze burning into my head. I turned around and he smiled and nodded. Why was he being so quiet? I gave him my, "What's wrong" look and she shook his head smiling- just looking at me.
I nodded and headed to the house next to mine, Harry's house.
When we got there we all fit into HArry's moms car and had a bunch of little talk.
We finally pulled up to the restaurant and Niall rubbed his hands together. As We were walking in the parking lot, Harry leaned over and whispered something again, "I need to tell you something later." I smiled and nodded.
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Broken-Hearted Fame.
FanfictionAndrea Rae Fisher, best friends with Harry Styles. That's how everyone knew them for most of their lives. When Andy and Harry start becoming closer than friends will management allow it? Or will Harry have to find a new love? Will things ever be the...